Almond Eyes Of Guilt.

-Almond Eyes Of Guilt.-

With a pink dress fluttering around her ankles in the tide,
She stood at the edge of the ocean that night,
Staring out past the sunset to a blurred image of the future,
And knowing that she cannot stop the fight.

A hotel room with an occupied sign hanging on the door,
As he mutters away his pain, and drinks to her memory,
A bottle of beer with a floating cigarette butt spilled on the sheets,
For what she was about to do, he did not agree.

Walking through the clinic, hardly a bump to be seen,
And with tears coating her almond eyes, she looks around,
Eyes are upon her, and whispers are pulsing in her head,
But when the doctor called her name, there was not a sound.

He lays in bed, wondering what is to come of his life,
His plans are forever changed, will he still graduate?
He was only eighteen, he had his whole life ahead of him,
And now it was crumbling from one date.

She sat on the white table, as the doctor filled her forms,
His face running through her aching mind,
She was shaking as he explained the procedure,
And near the bottom, her name was hardly signed.

His car is running in the hotel parking lot,
Tires squeal as he peels out to the highway,
The hospital is ten minutes farther,
And her appointment was at four o'clock today.

She lays in the bed with a hospital dress on,
Guilt pounding through her heart as they begin,
The door is slammed open as he runs to her side,
His cold hand beneath her quivering chin.

He kisses her cheek and grabs her hand in his,
Tells her that it will be okay,
For no matter what happens after this,
He feels that she has made the right decision today.

"Mommy please help me, scary men are after me,
Mommy I Can see them, they're pulling me out,
Mommy I love you, but it is my time to go."
Was what the tiny fetus was trying to shout.

© Jenna Elphick
September 28, 2006.

--Kinda crappy, but this one was really hard for me to write, I don't know why. Any help on how to improve this, would really be appreciated.